i’m feeling a tad overmediated.
as you may have noticed i’ve been trying to work my way through dante’s hell for a pathetic three months now (it doesn’t help that it’s poetry that has been completely lost in translation).
in the mean time, rich gave me his copy of a prayer for owen meany (which was sort of where i stopped following irving back when i was an angsty book inhaling teenager) and a bill hicks book to read through and i should really start browsing my way through the lonely planet guide to sweden before i actually go there three weeks from now and come back, travel guide unread.
then… all my books and dvd’s arrived from holland, including the 50+ books i’ve had for years but never managed to even open because i was too busy buying more.
and now i’ve also got to work my way through season one of nathan barley, season six of curb your enthusiasm and some episodes of family guy (i don’t get it, it’s just not funny) plus the entire radio anthology of boosh, bill hicks audio and a shitload of new music.
i’m not complaining. it’s all good, especially for a single tv less girl who is slowly beginning to feel the sting of everybody moving in with each other, getting knocked up or preparing to do some ‘travelling‘ (ie. being too mature to hang out with me).
i’m fairly sure i won’t get laid again until everybody my age starts breaking up a couple of years from now anyway, so i guess it’s a good thing that all this stuff will probably keep me occupied until then.
That Bill Hicks – Slight Return thing looks creepy. Maybe this is how religions start.
that stand up comedian guy who works for me actually saw it and says it’s surprisingly good.
i just don’t see the point in paying that much to see a knock off.
‘What would Hicks have said about the world today’ is an interesting question, but the idea of someone attempting to answer it through imitation is slightly perverse. I also suspect Hicks himself would have puked at the very idea, but there I am doing the same thing and speaking for him cuz he’s too dead to do it himself.